Coming in First
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Adult ++
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Coming in First
Author Note: Probably the crappiest thing I’ve ever written. But hey, I’m a math major. Done from Allegra's POV and in response to Rayne852 challenge.
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Every since I was little I was competitive. Anytime the boys back home teased me I told them the old saying “Anything you can do I can do better.” And I did. I was the girl that excelled in Mt. Hood. Then one day some famous DJ finds me and next thing I know I’m off to BIG Mountain in the SSX circuit and I meet Elise Riggs, the blonde bombshell.
Being new to the tour and all I decided to ask her you know what I need to do to succeed. She turned to me and frown, “Well, newb like you needs to start coming in first in competition of course but don’t hold your breath. If I’m in it there’s no chance hell you’re getting the gold because I do anything to win.” I walked away from the buxom blonde saying that I can beat her and in the beginning I did. That is until a certain incident in Metro City in which I punched Elise a few feet from the finish line, cementing my gold medal and giving her 4th place.
I looked at her as she left the course and saw cold eyes watching my every move. After that and anytime we met she won the gold while I got silver when I played clean but when I played dirty...well things usually went right for me and I usually saw Riggs glaring at me from a dark corner.
After one race in which I decided to play naughty and push Elise into a pile of snow the blonde pulled me aside and started yelling about how I should be in the WWE instead on the SSX circuit. I just repeated her own strategy to her: “I do anything to win.” Then she challenged me to a little competition which I quickly accepted. The next thing I remember was her smirk and her asking me where my room was. And that’s how we got to where we are now: naked in the lightless room, our heads in each others pussy licking as if our lives depended on it. The rules of this little match? Simple. First to come loses. Weird match but I accepted.
I was brought out of my thoughts by a tongue brushing over my clit and three fingers pumping themselves deep into me. I shivered and buried my head back in between her legs. I began to suckle on her clitoris, mimicking her own methods. I smiled when I heard groans coming from the blonde’s mouth but cursed when she mimicked me right back attaching her mouth on my clit and sucking hard. So hard that I was sent on the edge about fall into so something wonderful. As soon as she replaced her fingers inside of me, I fell over; my whole body shook like it was out of control.
I lost.
I groaned not because I had lost to Elise Riggs but because I didn’t think losing could feel so good. So good I must have passed out because when I woke the sun was shining brightly. I got up out of the bed and yawned before noticing a piece of paper on my nightstand. I read it out loud.
“Dear Rookie:
Not bad. Not bad at all. But then again not good enough to win.
Maybe next time.
Elise”
I smirked at the note before crumpling it up and throwing it away. Something tells me that Riggs isn’t upset at being number two for once.
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Every since I was little I was competitive. Anytime the boys back home teased me I told them the old saying “Anything you can do I can do better.” And I did. I was the girl that excelled in Mt. Hood. Then one day some famous DJ finds me and next thing I know I’m off to BIG Mountain in the SSX circuit and I meet Elise Riggs, the blonde bombshell.
Being new to the tour and all I decided to ask her you know what I need to do to succeed. She turned to me and frown, “Well, newb like you needs to start coming in first in competition of course but don’t hold your breath. If I’m in it there’s no chance hell you’re getting the gold because I do anything to win.” I walked away from the buxom blonde saying that I can beat her and in the beginning I did. That is until a certain incident in Metro City in which I punched Elise a few feet from the finish line, cementing my gold medal and giving her 4th place.
I looked at her as she left the course and saw cold eyes watching my every move. After that and anytime we met she won the gold while I got silver when I played clean but when I played dirty...well things usually went right for me and I usually saw Riggs glaring at me from a dark corner.
After one race in which I decided to play naughty and push Elise into a pile of snow the blonde pulled me aside and started yelling about how I should be in the WWE instead on the SSX circuit. I just repeated her own strategy to her: “I do anything to win.” Then she challenged me to a little competition which I quickly accepted. The next thing I remember was her smirk and her asking me where my room was. And that’s how we got to where we are now: naked in the lightless room, our heads in each others pussy licking as if our lives depended on it. The rules of this little match? Simple. First to come loses. Weird match but I accepted.
I was brought out of my thoughts by a tongue brushing over my clit and three fingers pumping themselves deep into me. I shivered and buried my head back in between her legs. I began to suckle on her clitoris, mimicking her own methods. I smiled when I heard groans coming from the blonde’s mouth but cursed when she mimicked me right back attaching her mouth on my clit and sucking hard. So hard that I was sent on the edge about fall into so something wonderful. As soon as she replaced her fingers inside of me, I fell over; my whole body shook like it was out of control.
I lost.
I groaned not because I had lost to Elise Riggs but because I didn’t think losing could feel so good. So good I must have passed out because when I woke the sun was shining brightly. I got up out of the bed and yawned before noticing a piece of paper on my nightstand. I read it out loud.
“Dear Rookie:
Not bad. Not bad at all. But then again not good enough to win.
Maybe next time.
Elise”
I smirked at the note before crumpling it up and throwing it away. Something tells me that Riggs isn’t upset at being number two for once.